What's Up?

January 1, 2011

Happy New Year!

I wish everyone a

joyful,

prosperous,

healthy,

and

fun

2011!

I am a firm believer that every year can - and with a little effort, will -- be better than the one before. In fact, this has pretty much been the case with me. Every year of college got progressively better, my amazing time in Italy culminated with six amazing months in Spain, followed by a first semester of grad school that exceeded all of my expectations (especially given the fact that I, math hater extraordinaire, somehow managed to get an A- in Econ, the most math-y class ever). All in all, 2010 was pretty awesome.

As for New Year's Eve, I spent it here in Minneapolis with my bestie, Molly, in long continuation of our New Year's Tradition, and adding another city and another year to our list.We have now spent eleven of the last fourteen New Year's Eves together.

She had a little party, and then we rang in the New Year at another one. It was great fun and I met lots of new, interesting people. Next year, we're thinking Los Angeles, but who knows where we'll end up!

I hope all of you had a wonderful 2010, a more wonderful New Year's Eve, and I wish you an even more awesome 2011.

Yours Truly

About Me

I love telling stories and I hope I never run out of stories to tell.
I suffer from self-diagnosed geographic claustrophobia (in layman's terms, wanderlust), and I may be addicted to pens and moleskines; I'm looking into it. I love lonely, rainy afternoons with a great book and a cup of Earl Grey, sleeping in, and cooking up a feast in spacious, well-equipped kitchens. I hate purple, Uggs, and people who walk really slowly in front of me on the sidewalk. I can be opinionated and very stubborn, but I'm generally quite flexible. Especially if you ask nicely. I also like lemons a lot, and most things vintage. When I find a typo in a book it makes me a bit giddy. I think boredom is for boring people. I like non sequiturs. And brunch.
When I lived in Rome I had a Vespa. I miss it terribly.
My philosophies are live and let live, and to each his own; my religion is joie de vivre.
In the words of a wise man by the name of Wilde, life is too important to be taken seriously.